All is revealed in the next step…

I have joined a gym here in Almunecar,

It’s called ‘Tropical gym’, and seems to be mainly a body building establishment; I am happy within its walls. It is only about a three minute run to get there to train, I have taken to buying a protein shake at the end of my workout before running back ‘home’.

I joined last Wednesday… After handing over my membership euros, I was waved in to work out the machines by myself…

My improving but still very rudimentary Spanish meant I couldn’t ask how to do anything, so I watched for awhile… A lifetime in gyms stood me in good stead, and I now have a comprehensive little circuit worked out…

Although communicating is ultimately something I enjoy, I am also aware of the meditative quality that silence within a group lends me.
I feel a little bit like an alien, landing in their midst. I am accepted but essentially ignored, and so I go about my business and then leave.

I have everything I need here in Almunecar to help me on my barefoot journey; my gym, a track in a big stadium, the sandy surf and most importantly time to run and to become stronger and freer each step of the way…

The essence of running completely barefoot, (as well as in the vivo barefoot shoes I wear on the road and rocky ground) seems to me to become very strong in my body, and very light on my feet.

And very silent and still within.

It is asking me to slow down, to practise the zen of running to a deeper level…

It is asking that I let go of any destination and trust that these naked steps will reveal my future to me in their own good time….